Action Bronson – Baby Blue Lyrics
Artist: Action Bronson
Song: Baby Blue
Heartbreak drowned sorrows in a large steak
Why you always all on my back?
Why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta act like a b#tch when I’m with you?
Baby girl, I’m blue
Because you treat me like sh#t
I paid for the bed and never even slept in it
I paid for that crib I never stepped foot in
And now somebody else is eating all the pudding
Things change, now my dashboard wooden
All black Benz, like a young Doc Gooden
Dark shades, ’cause I’m stone crazy
Girl, we grown, stop playin’ on my phone, baby
All your childish attempts to make me angry fall short
Which only fuels the rage you have, because you have nothing
Understandable, I’m shinin’ brilliant with five Brazilians
There were times I used to hide my feelings
Now I’m butt naked in the Lamborghini
And m#th*rf#ck*rs can’t see me
Wait ’til this chick see me on TV, I make the sh#t look easy
Who would’ve thought I hit you right back?
Why you always all on my back?
Why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta act like a b#tch when I’m with you?
Baby girl, I’m blue
So many women wanna call me ‘baby’
And you wonder why the f#ck that I ain’t call you lately
Some would say that I’m the symbol for sex and, uh
Others would hate, but I don’t give ’em no breath
Go on a date, I’m at the crib with the chef and, uh
That’s me, and you could order whatever
The specialty is white snake and underwear sauce
You could probably catch me somewhere where the sun is next
And I understand that’s only ’cause I’m popular
I’m getting topped off in the front row of the opera
As Bocelli sings, the celly rings, I gotta go
You’ll never know how good it feels to lay in bed with king
I’m not exactly flawless, but I’m gorgeous, just like a horse is
I know the thought of me succeeding makes a lot of people nauseous
Still, I’m on the back of the boat taking pictures with the swordfish
Why you always all on my back?
Why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta act like a b#tch when I’m with you?
Baby girl, I’m blue
I hope you get a paper cut on your tongue
From a razor in a paper cup
I hope every soda you drink already shaken up
I hope your dreams dry like raisins in the baking sun
I hope your t#tt#es all saggy in your early twenties
I hope there’s always snow in your driveway
I hope you never get off Fridays
And you work at a Friday’s that’s always busy on Fridays
I hope you win the lottery and lose your ticket
I hope it’s Ben and Socrates poop all up in your kitchen
I hope the zipper on your jacket get stuck
And your headphones short, and your charger don’t work
And you spill sh#t on your shirt
I hope your tears don’t hurt, and I can smile in your face
Cut my losses, how Delilah changed my locks to a fade
I hope you happy, I hope you happy
I hope you ruined this sh#t for a reason, I hope you happy (Igh!)
Why you always all on my back?
Why you gotta do me like that?
Why you gotta act like a b#tch when I’m with you?
Baby girl, I’m blue
La, la la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
La la la la
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Release Year: 2015